[With some convincing from Wendy, looked like someone made her way over to this festival. It was a day to get out of work, and it was maybe a day to get some inspiration for her work. That, and figuratively spit in Plankton's face. Since arriving to Progress City, Daria had been just trying to live. Not unlike how she did in Koriko. Things were different here than there, sure. She also had experience on her belt.
So it may not have taken too much prodding for her to experience, but she had expected to be impressed.
Which led to this room. Somehow. Waiting her turn just to see what kind of hokey thing this was. If it was lame or the real thing. Needless to say, she was here a few times. Three times.
First time, she would create a library, and not just any library. A library too familiar to her. It was...her old job, in Koriko. Her old safe haven as the librarian. She walked around for her five minutes, touching all of the things she recreated. Including a wooden desk, with a firm hand print burnt on it.
Second time was an oden cart. Just that. An oden cart. It was a special place for her, but it really looked like an oden cart.
Third time was her room. A very special place indeed. She would sit on her bed until the minutes are up, but everything here was able to be picked up and looked at. Yes, even the medical skull replica on the floor.]
PI and PII
[Daria still was not attending the damn festival, but she had to look with her bare eyes just how much of a trash fire it was.
Sure enough, it was definitely a trash fire, literally. She turned her attention to all of it. No matter what she was specifically referring to, the fire or the ballpit, she had one thing to say.]
no subject
[With some convincing from Wendy, looked like someone made her way over to this festival. It was a day to get out of work, and it was maybe a day to get some inspiration for her work. That, and figuratively spit in Plankton's face. Since arriving to Progress City, Daria had been just trying to live. Not unlike how she did in Koriko. Things were different here than there, sure. She also had experience on her belt.
So it may not have taken too much prodding for her to experience, but she had expected to be impressed.
Which led to this room. Somehow. Waiting her turn just to see what kind of hokey thing this was. If it was lame or the real thing. Needless to say, she was here a few times. Three times.
First time, she would create a library, and not just any library. A library too familiar to her. It was...her old job, in Koriko. Her old safe haven as the librarian. She walked around for her five minutes, touching all of the things she recreated. Including a wooden desk, with a firm hand print burnt on it.
Second time was an oden cart. Just that. An oden cart. It was a special place for her, but it really looked like an oden cart.
Third time was her room. A very special place indeed. She would sit on her bed until the minutes are up, but everything here was able to be picked up and looked at. Yes, even the medical skull replica on the floor.]
PI and PII
[Daria still was not attending the damn festival, but she had to look with her bare eyes just how much of a trash fire it was.
Sure enough, it was definitely a trash fire, literally. She turned her attention to all of it. No matter what she was specifically referring to, the fire or the ballpit, she had one thing to say.]
Wow.